If there’s ever a time in my life I don’t turn into a fucking madman over the sight of Dasha’s cunt, I must be six feet under. It affects me like nothing else. All bare and built too tight for the kind of obsessed, animalistic fucking she tempts a man to hand her. Won’t stop me from giving it to her, though. Nothing can stop me joining my body with the girl I not only love, but have lost my mind over—and I do it now.Have to. Need her.Breathing like a goddamn racehorse, I take one final look at the perfection of Clement holding open Dasha’s legs for my cock and I step between them, tucking myself in between the glistening, barely parted lips of her cunt and I lunge upward, catching her scream with my mouth.“Shit,” I rasp halfway through a kiss, my eyes rolling back in my head because she’s wrapped up around me like a Chinese finger trap, constricting when I pull out for that second mind-blowing thrust. “I keep this dick just for little sister, don’t I?” I rasp at her mouth. “So tigh
There’s a shift inside my chest so massive, I can’t speak or breathe. All I can do is make her happy, this incredible girl who loves me. I drop my mouth to her bouncing tits and suck a nipple into my mouth, knowing how sensitive they are, and she starts whining, pulling at my hair. I don’t have to see Clement’s face to know he’s overwhelmed by Dasha’s confession, too, because his forearm eases from around her middle, his fingers dropping to play with her clit in slick circles.I let her nipples go with a groan, licking across to the other. “Her cunt is starting to tighten up. Fuck. I can barely get in and out of her.”Clement’s head tips back, his eyes squeezed shut. “I got another two or three pumps before I flood her ass.” His fingers move faster on her clit. “You?”“Been ready to bust since we fucking started,” I grind out. “You close to getting off, baby?” My mouth finds her other nipple, pulling on it long and hard. “We’re not stopping until we feel your little pussy shake.”Dash
They’re not taking me back to my aunt’s house.That much is obvious.When I stormed out of the firehouse, Clement and Nicholas were hot on my heels, continuing to glower at each other until we climbed into Nicholas’s truck. It wasn’t lost on me that Clement let him drive—and that act of consideration is the one thing giving me hope. Thanks to Nicholas’s injury and their exchange while braving the fire tonight, the power dynamic was off when they walked into the firehouse. Having those strange men check me out and rile their possessive nature didn’t help. I could excuse their pissing contest…but I don’t want to.If I make an exception every time Clement and Nicholas alpha out over me, it’s going to become the norm. And I can’t be happy like that. We can’t be happy like that.“This is not the way to my aunt’s house, Nicholas,” I point out from the passenger seat. “You missed the turn.”A muscle jumps along Nicholas’s jawline. “I’ll never be able to sleep without you safe in my bed. Not
My arms burn from holding the hose, but I only hoist it higher, aiming it toward the burn. We’ve almost got it under control, keeping the fire isolated to a single building. Across the street, I see Nicholas lowering the ladder from a different truck while shouting at civilians to stay back. He catches my eye and we trade a nod.We didn’t speak on the way back to the fire, but there was relative peace between us. Not to mention, I think we were both still reeling from Dasha asking to be taken to her aunt’s house. It’s only our second night having her all to ourselves and we risked the newfound happiness only she can give us. Fair to say it scared us pretty damn good. What I said to Dasha was true—there will be times the possessiveness rears its head and gives an animal roar—but there’s no question that the possibility of living a life without her will always roar louder.God, I just want to get home to her. It’ll be dawn by the time we walk through the door and she’ll probably be slee
Clement and I reach the bathroom at the same time and shove through the door together—and there’s Dasha on the floor. Not. Moving. The world starts spinning again when our simultaneous roars of utter denial rouse her, but she only moves a little. Her hand lifts and drops. But Clement and I are beside her in an instant. He secures a makeshift mask over her face and I scoop up her limp body, already vowing to kill the man who dared touch her.Touched what’s ours.A lump rises in my throat when I see the blood caked in Dasha’s hair. “Her head.”“I see it,” Clement responds, rage and grief warring on his face. “Motherfucker hit her over the head. He was already dead, but now we kill him slowly.”“Damn right we do.”The bathtub is still full of water, telling me she never made it to the bath and for some reason, that makes me even angrier. Since the night started, our poor girl has been scared for our safety at the fire, nearly accosted by a group of strange firemen, fucked by two insatiab
One month laterWhen I hear Clement’s heavy footsteps coming up the stairs, I quickly hide the folded newspaper beneath my school books, but my heart is still bouncing and zigzagging off my rib cage, the bold headline impressed on my memory.Body of Russian Mobster Washes up on Riverbank.In the month since the second fire that almost took my life, there has only been one night when Clement and Nicholas didn’t sleep beside me. They kissed me on the head, made me promise not to open the door…and when they returned home, there was a dark satisfaction in them I should have found alarming.I didn’t.My two lovers are obsessed beyond reason with me. It shows in everything they do. The way they escort me to and from class, help me with projects, encourage me. Their obsession is in the two sets of hands that wash me in the bathtub, usually right before those same hands drag me out with lustful intention, positing me how they need me. It’s in the way they never let a day pass without telling
Sherrif Anita is difficult. She's known as the wicked witch of the west in Troping, and no one likes to see her coming. But she doesn't care. Part of what being a tough Sheriff entails is brooking no room for misbehavior.But there's one person who tries time and time again - and always succeeds in getting under her skin.Fucking Hazel Armani.Her brother, Caleb's best friend.Hazel has secretly been in love with Anita ever since he first laid his eyes on her years ago when Caleb brought him home to his place for a summer holiday. But bro code demands he keep his distance from her, and for years he's managed to keep himself in check. But for how much longer when Anita keeps going out of her way to push his buttons? How can a woman hell-bent on making his life miserable be the woman of his dreams?----------------1: Anita.He’s here again, and this time he’s not alone. Hazel pulls up next to my patrol car in his fancy SUV that costs more than some people’s houses. Emily, who works the
“What’ll it be?” Frostie asks, and I turn my attention away from the window where I watch Anita grinning like she’s the cat that ate the canary.“Just a coffee please. The usual.”“Caramel macchiato with a sprinkle of cinnamon?” she asks, and I nod.“Hey, Frostie, can I ask you something?”“Go for it.” She keeps making my coffee as I move down to the other end of the counter.“When Anita smiles like that, should I be worried?”She laughs, and Emily comes up beside me. “I don’t know what you did to her, but she’s always nice to me.” She thanks Frostie for the donut and goes over to chat with Dr. Grayson, who is having breakfast with her son.“You two just won’t quit.” Frostie sighs and shakes her head.“She started it,” I tease as I drop some cash in the tip jar.“If I were you, I’d steer clear of her today.”“And what would be the fun in that?” I say as I thank Frostie for the coffee, and Emily and I leave Snow Baked.She used to come without me, but then she started mentioning that s
Two years later…“Which pajamas do you want?” I hold up the polka dots and the Star Wars and my daughter Violet giggles as she grabs for Darth Vader. “That’s my girl.” I smile as I brush through her wet curls and get her ready for bed.“Sam wasn’t coming out until he was a whole prune,” our nanny Theresa jokes, and Sam giggles in her arms.When Eris and I had the twins, we were more than overwhelmed. And while the family was always here to help at a moment's notice, we’ve all got little ones at the same time so it’s not exactly easy for any of us. Living together in our own little compound has been a blessing, but having Theresa live with us has made all the difference.Eris and I don’t have parents or grandparents to show us what to do or to step in, so after we brought the twins home from the hospital we were lost. One day we were in the grocery store together staring at the formula while the twins were screaming, and Theresa walked by. She didn’t say anything to us, but as soon as
“You look so beautiful!” Rosy squeals.She’s had the time of her life planning this wedding. It’s not a big wedding, but that didn't stop her from managing everything down to the smallest detail. I actually had fun doing it with her, which was more than I expected. I guess being in love has changed my perspective.“The dress is beautiful.”“It is, but you’re the one making it breathtaking. Where did you get your ass?” she gushes as I look over my shoulder.“One of the good things my birth parents gave me, I guess.” I shrug.“And your hips! You really fill out that dress, and Justin is going to be all over you.”I let out a laugh. “He’s always all over me.”“True.”She’s right though. I do look damn good in this dress, and I have no doubt Justin is going to end up ripping it off of me. My soon-to-be husband is more than a little possessive, yet somehow he manages to keep it under control at work. It’s one of the many things I love about him because he has no problem with me technically
I take her off my lap and place her on the bed beside me as I stand up. We’re both still completely naked, and although I came, I’m still just as hard as when I first walked in here.“Justin?” Her voice is soft as I walk to the bedroom door, determination straightening my back.“Stay,” I say to her over my shoulder as I go into the living room and get what I need. When I come back, she’s still sitting in the same spot, but she’s worrying her bottom lip, and she looks like she’s on the verge of tears.“I know this is shocking, but it’s not like we planned it,” she says, her voice close to breaking.I walk over to the side of the bed and kneel down next to it as I place the small velvet box between us. “I know that you may not be ready for this, but I came here today to put this on your finger.”“Oh my god,” she whispers as she brings her hands up to her mouth.“You’re going to marry me, Eris.” Her eyes sharpen, and she doesn’t like me ordering her, but I don’t care. “You are mine.” I p
My mind is trying to play catch up with everything he said. I don’t know if I want to throw myself at him or tell him I need time to digest this. I am still reeling with the fact that I’m pregnant, but at least I know he’s not here because of that. He really does want me, and if anyone can understand making sacrifices and tough choices for the people they love, it’s me. But words of love haven’t come out of his mouth even though his actions show it. Right now I need him, and I can’t deny that there’s more still between us.“Hard.” The one word slips past my lips, and that’s all it takes before Justin is on me.He lifts me off my feet, and his mouth crashes down on mine. I close my eyes and soak up the feeling of him pressed against me. It’s been too long, and all my emotions come crashing down at once. My heart pounds as we cling to each other, and I think maybe part of me thought I’d never kiss him again.“Kiss me back, princess.”I dig my fingers into his shoulders and open my mouth
Over the past couple of years, my business has taken me all over the globe and away from some of my favorite parts about my work. Being in the lab and working with my hands to figure out problems, streamline production, and see the success being built in front of me gives me an internal reward that being in a boardroom never did.So I should be happy that the past month I’ve thrown myself into the work, but instead I’ve been fucking miserable.As soon as Eris left me standing in her hotel room, I saw every mistake I’d made up to that point. When I went after her, it was too late. She’d left everything behind and chartered a plane off the island before even Mary knew about it.It took hours for me to get another one to follow after her, but as soon as my feet hit the ground, she was already in the air again. I didn’t know where she'd gone, and it was like she fell off the face of the earth.Topher wouldn’t give me anything, but he also didn’t fire me or tell me to fuck off. Instead, he
A month. That’s how long it’s been since I’ve set eyes on Justin. I thought the pain would get easier over time, but it hasn't, and I think it’s getting worse. I still wake in the night reaching for him, and when I do sleep, I dream about the life I thought we might have together.He used me.In all the struggles I’ve had in my life, I don’t recall that being one I had to suffer. Until him. I’d opened my heart and everything to him, and I’d never done that with anyone before. He ruined what could have been between us, and I haven't even begun to pick up the pieces yet. I’m not sure I can because he took some of me with him, and I’ll never get it back.“What are you doing?” Topher asks, jerking me out of my thoughts. I’m standing in front of his door about to knock, or at least the plan had been to knock. I knew if I didn't come to him he’d be tracking me down to my place the second he knew I was back in town.“I’m sorry.” My nose burns and tears begin to build.“Don’t fucking apologiz
The last of the storm finally passed, and it’s been two days of pure paradise. Not only did this time on the island bring forth some great ideas on how the departments can operate more efficiently, but I’ve spent every moment I could with Eris, buried inside of her.I’ve fucked her in every available storage closet in this hotel and even once on a table in the ballroom. I’ve never had this much sex before and never with the same person, and god, this is so different. It’s more than just the act of getting off, there’s a connection that’s bonding us every time we’re together. It’s dirty and hot, but it’s also so much deeper. If I really look closely at what I’m feeling, I’m afraid it will scare her off. How can someone fall in love after only a few days?The storm gave us an excuse to sneak away and be alone, but as the sun came out, I realized I didn’t want to hide any part of how I feel about Eris.Understandably she didn’t want to flaunt it at a work retreat, and I respected that. B
“Justin!” I gasp his name as he enters me, and I close my eyes.His words should scare me, and I should be pushing him away, but all I do is hold him closer. My arms and legs wrap around him instinctively, and I never want him to leave. I’ve never really thought about having a baby because I didn’t think it was something I’d have the chance to do. But from what he’s saying, he’s making it clear how far he wants to take us. This isn't some fling.“Fuck, you feel too good.” He lets out a loud groan as he steels himself.His cock is buried deep inside of me, and I’m thankful for the cover of darkness. The tears in my eyes aren't because of how far he has me stretched or the burn I feel, but because I’ve never felt so close to another person before.Justin is a big man, and he’s even bigger between his legs. But in this moment, I feel connected to him with more than just our bodies. This is different, and he makes me experience emotions I’ve never felt before. It is overwhelming, but god,
With one aggressive tug, her shorts are off, and her panties are in shreds nearby. I don’t give her time to catch her breath as I pin her to the wall and throw her legs over my shoulders. Her hands grip my hair, and she cries out as I bury my face in the soft curve of her thighs and pussy. She smells like coconut oil and tastes like sunshine. I moan as my tongue divides her lips and wiggles across her clit. My hands dig into her ass and squeeze the thick flesh as I pull her closer to my face.“Justin, oh shit, I can’t, oh shit, oh shit.”In answer, I growl and suck so the sensation is more intense. She responds by opening her legs and rocking her hips closer to my face. I’m smothered in her juices, and I decide I don’t want air in my lungs ever again because I want to die with my face buried in her cunt.Her legs shake and just when she’s begging me to keep going, I slip a thumb in her pussy. She cries out and that’s when I taste her sweet release laced with her own secret sunshine.W